.:: Basic Information ::.

Name || Eyrin
Nicknames || -
Age || 23 (Born early fall; 1677)
Sign || The Nekomata
Sex || Male
Gender || Male

Herd || Serora
Rank || Savior
Home || Currently locked up in the Oasis
Patron god(s) || Cascade & Alya

Talent || -
Blessing(s) || -

.:: Appearance ::.

Species || Common horse
Confirmation || Belgian draft x Friesian x Quarter horse x Irish Cob
Color || Bay roan tobiano
Height || 203 cm (20 hh)
Weight || 1180 kg (2600 lbs)

Eyrin is one might describe as a gentle giant. Amongst other horses, his height is hard to overlook and his built takes up a lot of room. His mane is often messy, not tended to unless someone else suggests so and regurly adorned with beads, braids and ribbons as siblings and cousins experiment with it. In personality Eyrin is much more humble. His speech is warm if not sometimes nervous and his movement careful. Eyrin does forget himself at times though, being a notoriously clumsy horse, bumping into things and others.

Accessories ||

• Ribbons & beads - Worn in his hair
  
• Mobility gear; Wheelchair - Needed to get around
  
• Saddle bags - Usually hung on his wheelchair
  
• Cloak - Weather protection
  
• Horseshoes - To prevent wear of his hooves
  

.:: Personality ::.

Eyrin is one of those horses who's heart is too big for his own good. He wants to do good for others and he would help them regardless of what herd they're from if allowed to. He would even go as far as provide treatment for a horse he hates. He has a lot of love to give and is happy to give so in spades. He is known for being quite emotional, quick to tear up and to be moved by things. Happy or sad, both will have the water works going. The only time he doesn't is when he's forcing himself to smile to make someone else feel better. Eyrin tries and -sometimes fails- to be good of humor, cracking a joke left and right with the intend of brightening the mood. This is not always appreciated as his jokes can be not funny nor well-timed. When pursuing his work, Eyrin is quite dutiful. Eyrin always does his best with every task he is faced with. He takes his job very seriously and would walk through fire to get things done. Or rather stick around when a situation frightens him. When he is buzzy, everything else comes second to him. Generally peaceful in attitude, Eyrin is very much a lover and not a fighter, always there to try and calm things down when they get too heated. He can be quite stubborn in doing this. If he set his mind on something, he'll stick to it for better or worse. You can annoy, disgust or scare him to death, but he most likely won't back of completely until you at least compromise. Fearless Eyrin is not. If he had the choice he would stay as far away from possibly dangerous situations as well... possible. When taking risks (or perceived risks) he'll be jumpy and anxious, worrying that something will go wrong. Though he will carry on his duty under all circumstances, he isn't always eager to do so. With sometimes little resources to go around and the limits of their land, life has not been a walk through the park. With life regularly working against him and his whole herd, Eyrin can't help but complain under his breath about the circumstances. He frets a lot, seemingly always expecting for something to go wrong, a worry that is sadly not always unjustified. Perhaps his good memory is to blame for this. Eyrin doesn't forget. If you've been good to him or others he likes, he'll remember. If you screwed him over, he'll also remember and he will not easily forgive. If you did both, well, then it gets complicated to him.

.:: History ::.

[-| Group history|-]

[Chapter 1]

As a drought stuck Sedo, Eyrin was tasked with finding herbs alongside their Prophet and fellow herdmates. After a long track and an attack by coyote, they finally found some hard earned supplies. With the news announced that they'd be rounding up vagabonds to get by, Eyrin and his family with a heavy and guilty heart, warned their family and acquaintances away.


[Chapter 2]

Time dragged on and the cost of their survival weighed down on them. Assigned to a group under the guidance of their Sultan, they sent out to find a miracle and it would seem that was what they found. They met a peculiar horse by the name of Ishmael who despite his quizzical ramblings led them to their salvation: the oasis. As tension rose with Aodh, the deal with them was broken, a choice that wasn't met with friendly feelings. Eyrin was happy they were free of said deal.

[Chapter 3]

With Osprey's child due, Eyrin was tasked to help deliver it. With birth going swiftly, it came as quite the shock when Adhara quickly started deteriorating in health. Despite their best efforts they passed, Eyrin feeling guilty for it. The child, named Hanani by Adhari before passing, turned out to be kirin, a thing that shouldn't have been possible at all. Though carrying no hate for Hanani, Eyrin cursed Ignacio for what had transpired.

[Chapter 4]

With war on the wind, the herd prepares for it as best as they can. With so little to go around they can't afford to have strangers around who won't be of help. Eyrin is tasked with confronting the newly appeared kirins on their land with a choice. Stay and help or move along. Though emotions get a little heated, the meeting is ended peacefully.

[Chapter 5]

A quiet day babysitting Pan and some other children quickly get disrupted as Eyrin finds the children playing with a weapon of sorts. Though to the dismay of the children, Eyrin confiscates the item and bring it to the mullah, who take it into their possesion. The day gets even more hectic as Alya herself decides to appear before them, showing them the horror of the kirin in the past. Eyrin is left shaken.

[Chapter 6]

War is an ugly thing and Eyrin is thrown in the middle of it. Working around the clock to save as many as he can, he ends up in a tent with saviors and clerics alike, all working together to help a downed Golgotha. As the trashing of the huge fury brings down a tent pole, Eyrin rushes to keep it up. The weight is too much however and he sustains back injury, further messed up by his healing regeneration as it kicks in and heals it wrong. He's taken to the oasis, right before his closes where he hears the verdict. He'll need a wheelchair to get around. His sadness is soothed by the fact he finds his family sounds and safe in the oasis as well.

.:: Relationships ::.

[-| Family |-]

Mother || Camilla
Father || Kyano
Siblings || Alexa (Older sister), The Twins

Significant other || Mordekai
Offspring || Pangolin (Foster child)

Grandmother(s) || Marigold (Paternal), Milène (Maternal)
Grandfather(s) || Sterling (Paternal), Brynjar (Maternal)

Aunt(s) & Uncle(s) || Delilah (Aunt)
Cousin(s) || Pangolin

[-| General |-]

Eyrin's relationships can be found on his relationships tracker [TBA].
If you are interested in having a particular (pre-RP) relationship with him, note me or drop a comment here.
Particular relationships I'm looking as well existing characters tied to him for adoption for can be found in this journal [TBA].

[-| Romantic |-]

Orientation || Pan
Relationship status || Taken
Open to ||

( x ) Long term relationship
( x ) Short term relationship
( x ) Open relationship
( x ) Quick fling
( x ) Unsure

Preferences ||

Be sweet, be good with kids, be passionate, be a little daring, protect him

.:: Additional information ::.

  [-| Views & Beliefs |-]

The gods || Eyrin is devout to Cascade most, but also prays to Alya and Kaia. His fondness of Cascade stems from the fact that her water saved his father after getting burned when saving him from a wild fire. He doesn't know much about Argus, but respects him. He's outright bitter towards Ignacio, but also scared of him.

Stigma || Nah.

Other herds || Aodh sucks. Breim is cool. Vagabonds also cool. Talori, hmmm.... Warforged???

  [-| Other|-]

Likes || -
Dislikes || -

Drive || Belonging
Goals in life ||

[ ] Being useful to others

[ ] Living a happy life

Facts ||

• Kind of a touchy-feely horse. He enjoys being groomed too.

• The stars calm him down at night, giving light in the dark, making things seem less dangerous
• His manes curl if they grow out longer, they also grow at a rather high rate.
• He can be a bit of a slob sometimes, having his manes stick everywhere.
• Needs his mane to be cut back at least once a year or they'll get in front of his eyes :') Again: they grow way fast.

.:: Roleplay Information ::.

[Time zone]  UTC/GMT +1/+2*

 * Please note that my country works with summer/winter time. For the exact time please check this website

[Role play availability]

Notes: Preferred

 Forum: Extra earnings, yay! - Poke me if I forget for a bit

Comments: Depends*
Google docs: I tend to forget it exists, doesn't work to well with my phone and I have no idea how to make one myself
Skype: Idem as with docs. I'm willing to try if you poke me at times though!
Chat: Can't work with that, sorry
*maybe if provided with an artwork/journal specifically for the RP or for group Rp's

[Maturity level ] I'd like to be able to submit things in the group. A heads-up before pulling anything would be appreciated.

[Roleplay Example]

Taken from Starborn-Alignment

Leonardo looked on in amazement as the young Aodhian monarch spoke, presenting their herd with the legendary creatures of which he had only heard in tales and books. He turned away from the food stand, trying to get a better look, thinking the stall keeper would surely hand over the food to Ciel. Their king spoke, accepting the gift and filling Leon with thrill. This. This was it, no doubt. The start of peace, a moment that would go down into history and he was privileged enough to attend it. But it all ended in a moment. Gone was the excitement, replaced by confusion and just the slightest bit of panic as an ear deafening boom resounded and a bright light blinded him. It took a couple of moments for both his sight and hearing to return and by the time it did, horses were already pushing and screaming, panic taking hold of the crowd in the explosion's aftermath. Leon tried to keep his place, but was inadvertently swept away by the crowd, separating him from Ciel. He vehemently prayed the stallion would be all right in his current state. He took note of the pygmy dragons, who had escaped in the commotion, and the crumbled building, trying to make sense of what had just happened. A sense of panic again clawed at his heart, seeing the damage done by the explosion and he asked Argus to make sure that please no horse got hurt. He willed himself to stay calm, knowing panic would only make the situation worse. Looking around to see if he could find his old men, his eye fell on something else. A shadow between the nearby buildings, moving about in an awfully suspicious matter. His skin prickled as his eyes locked onto it, feeling himself moving forward. Something was off and as he steeled himself to push into its direction, his curiosity whispered for him to find out what was up.
 

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Reference sheet belongs to the group Starborn-Alignment